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... run.
A boy stood in the pickup area. Maybe four years old. Round face. Pudgy body straining against his expensive uniform. His dark hair was messy. His amber eyes were narrowed with impatience.
"CELESTIA!! WHERE ARE YOU! I WANT TO GO HOME NOW!"
He stamped his foot. Once. Twice. Three times. Like a spoiled emperor demanding tribute.
And then she appeared.
She hurried toward her son, her golden hair perfectly styled. She looked exactly the same as I remember ...
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